Hold the Line

Hold the line.

When the world feels like a sea of quicksand, grabbing at your ankles and trying to pull you down. Be still and wait. Wait for the hope that’s already rising inside.

Hold the line.

When it seems like everyone is giving in and giving up. Remember the truth, that even these mountains can move.

Hold the line.

When it looks like everywhere there’s division, derision, and heartless decisions. Open your heart, be patient and feel the connection running through it all. Even now, even in this.

Hold the line.

Hold the line.

Hold the line.

For every fall there’s a rise.

For every wound there’s a salve.

For every end, a beginning.

For every division, a coming together.

For every fear, an everlasting love.

Hold the line.

Hold the line.

Hold the line.

©️ Cristen Writes